Garden

 If my soul was a garden where flowers grew there would be one for you, you and you. 

One for you I never got to meet, yet oh how your color still gleams.

One for you my dearest girl who's hues outshine the sun.

One for you my precious boy who's color sparks pure joy.

Each of you would be etched in gold if you were among the garden of my soul. 

My darling loves this is where you reside in the deep corners of my mind.

Always near and never far, shining bright just the way you are.

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